Time passed day by day, and in the vast and endless origin mountain range, the demon clouds were rolling above the sky, but this mountain range was still barren and dead.

A few months ago, countless strong people in the demon capital stepped into the mountain range, and now I don't know how many people have lost their lives in the mountain range, of course, there are also many people who have found the remains of the ancient battlefield and found some things left by the demon emperor or the human emperor.

Of course, there is still more of a crisis, and this origin mountain range has buried a large number of cultivators.

Ye Futian and they are still not out of danger, at this time, the previous sword peak has collapsed, and the demonic energy is rolling, Ye Wuchen wants to give up on himself countless times, but the rest of his life has always shrouded his body with Buddha light, and the Buddha's voice continues to descend into his eardrums, allowing him to see a ray of light in the abyss of pain, struggling in despair.

At this time, the will in his mind seemed to have been split, and many personalities appeared, and in that vague space of consciousness, there were many phantoms of will, including a will full of demonic energy, a will that was full of destruction, and a cruel and bloodthirsty will that made him want to go berserk.

And among these wills, there is a white illusory will that seems to be swaying in the wind and rain, as if it may be destroyed at any time.

It was a remnant of his own will, as if it could dissipate and be wiped out at any moment.

"......Boom" Many wills rushed towards him again, wanting to occupy his will, and then, countless chaotic wills appeared at the same time again, and he struggled in pain, his eyes glowing with a terrifying blood-colored light.

The rest of his life sat in front of Ye Wuchen, only to see Ye Wuchen's body constantly rolling on the ground due to pain, and his mouth continued to let out a low roar, in the past few months, Ye Wuchen has entered the way of evil demons countless times, and even wanted to kill him, and countless times he wanted to be willing to fall, completely controlled by that evil will, but every time he was desperate, he insisted on it with that touch of obsession.

The pain he endured during this time made the rest of his life a little unbearable, and he even wanted to end him with his own hands and relieve his pain.

Another loud roar came out, Ye Wuchen's body jumped up, he was surrounded by terrifying dark air currents, his whole body was pitch black, and black air currents appeared on his face, as if he was about to completely fall into the path of evil demons.

With a bloodthirsty light in his eyes, he walked step by step towards the rest of his life, and said, "Kill me." ”

There was no end to this pain, and he was afraid that he would fall completely and become him who was not his.

Rather than so, it is better to die.

Yu Sheng still kept spitting out Sanskrit characters in his mouth, and he stared at Ye Wuchen.

I saw him raise his footsteps and walk to Ye Wuchen's side, looking at the demon sword that was obliquely inserted there, Yu Sheng's palm stretched out and held it, this scene made Ye Wuchen's dark eyes tremble, staring at the rest of his life.

The Buddha's light dissipated, Yu Sheng converged it, the demonic intent rolled, and a powerful devouring force swept out, and in an instant, the meaning in the sword rushed into Yu Sheng's body frantically.

In an instant, countless demonic currents swept towards the rest of his life, as if he had become the center of the vortex.

Turning around, Yu Sheng held the sword in both hands, his face was distorted, wisps of dark lines appeared on his face, and the green tendons of his arms were exposed, as if he was in extreme pain, but his eyes were still extremely firm, staring at Ye Wuchen and said, "I'll accompany you." ”

He slowly stretched out his right hand, raised the sword, and the infinite demon air flow rolled in, and the rest of his life still stared at Wuchen, and roared in a low voice: "Even if it is the Heavenly Demons, I am strong, what can I do with us?"

"Boom. ”

A terrifying dark light appeared above the firmament, rushing into Yu Sheng's body, and his voice resounded through the heavens and the earth, allowing the force to erode it.

"Get out. Yu Sheng raised his head and roared, and then a terrifying Dao intent swept out, the aura above his body became stronger, and the surrounding talent wind and clouds roared.

A thought breaks through the realm and enters the true self.

Ye Wuchen looked at the rest of his life, the wisp of will vibrate, and his eyes were trembling.

The demons of the heavens, what can they do to me, break through the realm and step into the true self in an instant, this is the rest of their lives, domineering, contemptuous of everything, and their beliefs are strong.

Can he do it?

Coming from this cultivation, Ye Futian and the talent of the rest of his life are unbeatable, and he can only barely follow behind with his perseverance and faith, but there are some things that cannot be made up for by his state of mind.

Can he?

For the rest of his life, bear it with him at this moment.

"On the path of cultivation, there cannot be one person missing. Yu Sheng stared at him and continued.

Ye Wuchen's heart trembled, his eyes seemed to expel the demonic intent, and he faintly had an extremely strong obsession.

Over the years, from the weak to the present, all three of them have been holy, living and dying together.

On the path of cultivation, there can be no one less.

Isn't this exactly where his belief in drawing his sword lies, everything he did for the rest of his life was the same as what he did.

"Hmm. Ye Wuchen nodded heavily, he stepped forward, looked at the sword in Yu Sheng's hand, and stretched out his hand.

Yu Sheng understood what he meant, and handed the sword in his hand to Ye Wuchen, he held the sword in both hands, even though it was extremely painful, he still held it tightly, the monstrous dark air flow invaded, and the endless chaotic will rolled towards him, he stuck the sword on the ground with both hands, holding it tightly, standing like a statue.

"Boom ......"

Similarly, a terrifying sword intent soared into the sky, and above Ye Wuchen's body, a brilliant sword path brilliance actually bloomed, swaying upward.

There is a great terror between life and death, but there is also a great opportunity.

Ye Wuchen's state of mind transforms and sublimates into his true self.

The Sword Saint looked over there, watching the two of them break through the realm at the same time, and seeing that Ye Wuchen was still persistent, a smile also appeared in his pair of demonic eyes.

After thousands of sails, the heart is like a teenager.

I still remember that when they entered the Book Mountain, they traveled all the way, life and death together, and on the road of cultivation, there was no one less.

It's a good feeling.

A smile flashed in his dark demonic eyes, and he looked up into the distance.

The third junior brother is flowing eastward, is it okay in this origin mountain range?

Compared with his junior brother Ye Futian, the Sword Saint seemed to be more worried about Gu Dongliu, and he believed that Ye Futian would come out alive and be unswerving.

The demon power rolled and roared, the sword intent was soaring, the sword saint was actually sitting in the broken realm, the three of them seemed to have caused some kind of resonance in their state of mind, and they continuously stepped into the realm of the saint of the true self, and in a short period of time, they broke through the realm one after another.

In the midst of this crisis, he has strengthened his belief at this moment, and they will all get out alive.

The teacher taught back then that it is better to read 10,000 books than to travel 10,000 miles, familiar with 10,000 ancient books, even if the magic is free, the talent is superb, but the state of mind can not keep up, only really travel thousands of miles, experience endless hardships and setbacks, in order to have a firmer belief and challenge the limits of self again and again.

The emperors and sages of the world were all mortal.

Even if he is a true son of heaven, how can he not go through the hardships of the world, who can be a natural emperor.

The strong aura roared, and the rest of his body once again released the Buddha's light, evolving itself, and at the same time expelling evil thoughts for Ye Wuchen.

I saw that on Ye Wuchen's body, terrifying air currents flowed down his body, and the sword he held in both hands was ringing in his ears.

Suddenly, a terrifying sword intent shot straight into the sky, it was a dark sword intent, unleashing its sword power in the void.

Ye Wuchen still maintained that movement, as if he had completely turned into a statue, the sword intent flowed and rolled, a bright light shone and released, and another sword intent condensed and came into being, soaring into the sky.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

One after another sword intent was released, as if they were all transformed by Dao intent, and gradually, in the sky above Ye Wuchen's body, countless terrifying sword qi were refined, and any sword qi contained extremely strong Dao intent.

Ye Wuchen's body was surrounded by sword intent, as if he wanted to refine all those Dao intents that invaded his body into sword qi.

In the land of the abyss, the pupils glowing with red light opened again, and it seemed to glance towards the sky above the abyss, and the next moment, the endless air currents in the abyss roared out and rolled towards the land above the abyss.

"Huh?" The Sword Saint's face changed, and the incomparably terrifying storm air flow devoured in the direction where Ye Wuchen and Yu Sheng were, and the Buddha light on Yu Sheng's body was even more blazing and bright, ready to deal with all this, but Ye Wuchen still maintained his previous movements and did not move.

I saw that the incomparably terrifying air flow frantically drilled into the sword, frantically flowing into the sword, and the sword in Ye Wuchen's hand seemed to be devouring all evil thoughts.

"Boom. The dark air flow completely engulfed Ye Wuchen, but he still didn't move, his face seemed to be constantly twisting and changing, and it lasted like this for a long time, when everything dispersed, countless air currents were swallowed by the sword qi, but there was still a terrifying air flow around Ye Wuchen's body.

This piece of heaven and earth has gradually regained its clarity, as if it is no longer purgatory.

The demonic energy in the void was still rolling, and in the distance, a group of figures were hurrying towards this side, it was Qi Xuangang and their group of strong men who had been waiting outside.

Their eyes froze slightly at this scene, and then their eyes seemed to search.

Ye Futian, I didn't see it.

Where is he?

How did those dark turbulences disappear?

Kong Xuan's figure flickered forward, and he saw that the little eagle was on the other side of the abyss, standing there like a demon beast statue, his eyes staring at the abyss below.

Ye Futian, possibly under the abyss.

Qi Xuangang naturally found out, and his mind swept towards that side.

The rest of their lives and the Sword Saint are all safe and sound, and I hope Ye Futian is the same!